0 Shares print When my daughter was little, she had these Disney princess jigsaw puzzles she really loved. She loved them so much she’d open them both at the same time. I warned her over and over not to do it, that she’d mix up the pieces. She ignored me. Then one night, I heard her screaming. When I found her, she had one of the puzzles nearly done, but one piece was missing. The final piece she had in her hand was from the other puzzle. It wouldn’t fit, no matter how many ways she turned it or flipped it or how hard she hammered on it. “Sorry, kid,” I told her. “It’s never going to fit. You need to work on finding the missing piece.” “But Mommy sucked it up with the vacuum!” “Well … …
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